Kitty Pryde was going to the danceing store and came across some danceing stuff that looked quite delish (in terms of dancing). sHe went to the clerk named Stryker and asked if She could buy this delish (in terms of dancing) dish. The clerk named Stryker was actually very interested in Kitty, so he said, "I'll make a deal with you, you dirty mutie. Your filthy pathetic disgusting mutant waste of a life for this danceing stuff." Kitty was overangried at the idea of getting this delish (in terms of dancing) danceing stuff for just a little bow chicka choice to be mutant and proud and said the N-word.
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